


Faking Smiles

by Death_theKid



Series: 7 Years [3]
Category: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
Genre: Abusive Grisha Yeager, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Alive Kuchel Ackerman, Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - High School, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Boys In Love, Boys Kissing, Christmas, College Student Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Cuddling & Snuggling, Cute Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Depressed Eren Yeager, Family Drama, Fluff and Angst, Fluffy Ending, French-Speaking Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Grisha Yeager's Bad Parenting, High School Student Eren Yeager, Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin) Is a Sweetheart, Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin) is a Softie, Long-Distance Relationship, M/M, Mikasa Ackerman & Levi Are Siblings, Neglect, Protective Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Rated for Levi's Language (Shingeki no Kyojin), Sad Eren Yeager, Slight Abusive Parents
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2018-12-25
Updated: 2018-12-25
Packaged: 2019-09-26 09:05:45
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 1
Words: 4,568
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17138936
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Death_theKid/pseuds/Death_theKid
Summary: With Levi finally away at school, Eren drowns under the weight of the world. With his security blanket gone, he suffers between school, friends and his insufferable parents by himself.Levi's busy, he doesn't need Eren's problems on top of his own- so Eren keeps it all to himself, putting on an act to fool everyone. But how long can he keep it together before he crumbles under the pressure?





	Faking Smiles

As good as life was, now that he had Levi and Mikasa and Kuchel as his favored family, all good things can’t last forever. 

August 28th, Eren pouted on Levi’s bed as the raven-haired man packed the last of his clothes in a suitcase. University time. Levi would be five hours away studying at St Rose University. It was no surprise that Levi had gotten a full-ride athletic scholarship. He was majoring in Law and minoring in Family Violence Studies- accompanied by joining the University’s soccer team. 

As proud of Levi as Eren was, he was also heart broken. Levi would be five hours away. Sure, there was calling and texting but it wasn’t the same. He couldn’t feel Levi’s warmth or curl up against a computer screen. 

“You look pitiful,” Levi frowned, placing the last t-shirt he planned on bringing into his suitcase and flipping it closed before making his way towards Eren. He took the boy’s face into his hands, tilting up his head before pressing a quick kiss to his lips. 

“I’ll be back for Christmas definitely, and maybe Thanksgiving if I can slip away. It’s only five hours away.” 

“Five hours too long...” Eren whined, pulling his face from Levi’s hands and flopping back onto the raven’s soft bed. Levi sent a sympathetic smile before sitting beside Eren. 

“It won’t be that bad. You’ll still have mom and Kasa. And all your uh friends.” 

“Not the same!” Eren muffled into the bedspread, a deep frown lingering on his face. Levi sighed, patting Eren’s hair from where he was sat, carefully carding his fingers to supply any comfort to his boyfriend he could manage. 

He really had to be leaving soon if he wanted to get himself to the city of Rose before nightfall. 

“Babe, I really have to leave soon...” Levi chewed his lip, standing himself up then taking Eren’s hands into his own and pulling the younger up as well. Eren’s pout was present as they each grabbed one of the suitcases in the room. 

Kuchel was pacing in the living room, and Mikasa was watching (well, attempting to watch) a show on the television her mother kept walking in front of. 

“Oh, mon fils, you need to get on the road. I don’t want you driving somewhere you don’t know in the dark!” 

“I know, Maman,” Levi smiled, slipping his hand from Eren’s to give his mother a long hug. When Levi pulled away from his mother, he swiftly moved to ruffle his little sister’s hair, earning a halfhearted growl of frustration and groans of exasperation. 

“See ya, Kas,” Levi smiled. 

“Bye, Levi,” Mikasa stood and the two hugged over the back of the couch in a usually not really liking to touch your sibling fashion. She plopped back down, resuming watching her show. 

“Bye, Maman,” Levi pressed a kiss to her cheek to which she returned eagerly. 

“Have fun at school, mon fils. Call me when you arrive! I want to know you’re safe.” 

“Sure, Maman.” Levi grinned, sparing glances between his sister and mother before walking back to Eren and taking the younger boy’s hand once more. They walked to the door together, each holding a suitcase. 

“Bye,” Levi repeated finally to his family, to which his mother mumbled inaudible words about how grown up he was and how much she was going to miss him and his sister threw her hand up over the back of the couch in a lazy wave. 

In the yard, the two boys packed everything into the back seat and trunk of Levi’s car. Eren’s silence didn’t go unnoticed by Levi. The raven-haired young man knew his boyfriend wasn’t taking this too well. It was to be expected that Eren would’ve been more upset then his mother. Their relationship was still quite new so Eren’s concerns were valid. Levi shut the lid of the trunk, then turned to Eren. 

“It’ll be okay,” Levi reminded quietly. 

“I... I know,” Eren nodded, “I know it will.” Levi wrapped around Eren and the younger man gladly returned the favor. Levi pulled back and pressed a simple kiss to Eren’s lips. 

“I’ll see you soon, I’ll call tonight before you go to sleep, but remember you can always call and text me. And if you need me, I’m only five hours away.” 

Eren nodded mutely as Levi pulled himself away from the embrace, getting into the driver’s seat of the car. He stepped sideways, off the driveway and onto the deep green grass of the Ackerman lawn. Levi waved quickly before pulling the car out of the driveway and driving down the street. 

Eren stood slack in his spot for a while after Levi’s vehicle was no longer in sight. Levi was gone. 

\--- 

True to his word, Levi was really good at checking in with Eren. Eren on the other hand... the brunet boy just didn’t have the energy to try. 

With Levi gone, it felt like everything was weighing in on him. His parents faught viciously, shouts of hate and slamming of things. Glass would shatter and fists punched through the drywall. Eren didn’t even bother trying to drown them out anymore. Levi was busy, university took a lot out of people-not to mention all the courses Levi was taking and practices with the team. 

He’d been struggling in school. No matter what he’d said about the tutoring not being a problem when they’d first started dating, it obviously was. He was falling behind. The courses were getting harder, and he was losing interest. Due dates flew past and everything piled up hopelessly. He didn’t have a study buddy and he wasn’t interested in getting one. His teachers were noticing the change, but of course said nothing on the topic and his friends noticed as well. But he’d simply brush them off whenever concern was raised. _Relax, I just miss Levi, that’s all._ Was all he’d say before slapping on a fake smile and continuing on with his life. 

He didn’t bother going around to the Ackerman house as much as he used to. Mikasa was always out with Annie, lost in puppy love and Kuchel had taken more shifts at her workplace now that her children were out of the house more often. Even when they were there, it just wasn’t the same without Levi. Infact it had probably been a solid two weeks since he’d seen Kuchel, and he only saw Mikasa in the classes they shared, easily slipping from the room as soon as the bell sounded before she could try and spark conversation with him. 

All the while his father had grown more handsy as well. Especially when the man wasted, usually returning from the bars or late-night hospital shift where he’d managed to get ploughed in the time span between signing out and the twenty-minute drive to the house. He’d stumble passed Eren, slamming his shoulder Eren’s, usually sending him flying into the wall or whatever was around. The man would grip Eren’s shoulder tightly while he verbally assaulted him. Eren just remained silent, obediently taking it all. 

His mother was never around, but when she was, she wasn’t actually there. Her eyes would flicker over his bruises from his father, but she said nothing. She simply turned her cheek and carried on with whatever she was doing. They’d carry out awkward conversation- both lying through their teeth about how school and work were going before she’d disappear for days on end. 

Which left Eren to the silence of his house. He was alone ninety percent of the time, curled up in his bed, cuddling a sweater he’d borrowed from Levi in the early days of their relationship. It still smelt of him, even after months of being wadded up in Eren’s arms, or worn around the house by the younger boy. A security blanket, since his comfort of choice was what felt like endless miles away. 

Even through Eren constantly felt like shit, and was always sporting bruises and swollen redden skin, the brunet continued to act like all was fine. His phone calls with Levi were always about how good everything was going. The brunet would lie about doing decently on tests he’d barely managed to finish the multiple choice on, and explain how much better things with his parents were going. 

He didn’t want Levi to worry. Levi already had his plate full and he certainly didn’t need a depressed boyfriend sending everything else on the plate avalanching over. Besides, Eren could pretend. It was easy. 

Eren floated his way through September, October and halfway through November. On November 25th, Eren eagerly awaited a phone call from Levi. He sat at his desk, head held up by his fist, eyes staring intently at the little mobile device off to the side. 

When the ringtone for Levi sounded and the phone vibrated slightly to the left, Eren scrambled to pick it up. “Hello?” 

“Hey, Eren.” Levi greeted easily. 

“Levi, how are you?” Eren grinned, a real smile at hearing his boyfriend voice after a few days of isolation. 

“I’m good, tired, but good. What about you? How are you, babe?” 

“I’m good,” Eren said lacking emotion. “Did you find out about Thanksgiving?” Eren prayed, crossed his fingers, thought of anything that might help his chances, but his hope plummeted at the pause from Levi. 

“Yes... I... Well, we have a game on the twenty-ninth... I’m sorry, Eren, I know you were really looking forward to me coming home for a bit, but I just can’t right now. Practices are hectic and I have a few case studies and mock trials to work on.” 

“That’s alright,” Eren forced out. Swallowing down his sadness, as to not let Levi knew this was crushing him. “I’ll see you at Christmas though, right?” 

“Of course, wouldn’t miss Christmas.” 

“Hey, listen Levi, I have this uh, science project I need to work on... I’ll uh, talk to you later.” 

“Right now?” Levi sounded shocked, maybe a little sad, but Eren didn’t think he could keep up the ‘supportive boyfriend’ act much longer under the circumstances. 

“Yeah, been putting it off, you know how I do.” 

“Right,” Levi let out a small, breathy laugh. “Well, I’ll call you on Thanksgiving then for sure. Bye, Eren good luck on the project.” 

“Bye, and you too- good luck on the game I mean.” And with that, Eren flopped exhausted onto his bed. He stared at the ceiling, listening to the usual noises of the house. 

\-- 

Eren spent Thanksgiving alone. He wasn’t that hungry, but he ate peanut butter toast in front of the Tv anyways. 

His mother had come home earlier afternoon, getting his hopes up slightly that she would spend some time with him- but she simply changed her clothes and told him she was heading out to dinner with some coworkers and that she probably wasn’t going to be coming home. 

His phone call with Levi was a little longer, Levi probably sensing that Eren was struggling with the holiday. The raven cracked jokes, complained to Eren and just talked about whatever came to mind. Eren enjoyed this a lot. It was nice to just listen to Levi’s voice, it made him feel a little less alone. 

“You know, mom and Kas, are probably pretty lonely at home- maybe you should head over?” Levi had suggested after mentioning his game was starting in a few hours and that he’d have to leave for practice shortly. 

“I’m actually pretty tired,” Eren admitted easily, curling into himself on the couch. 

“Alright, well, get some sleep then. I’ll call you soon.” 

“Okay. Bye, Levi. Good luck at the game.” 

“Thanks, babe. Talk later, bye!” 

\-- 

More days passed. Eren talked with Levi less and less as exams for university drew closer. He hadn’t gone to school the past few days, and now he was off for two weeks for Christmas. He’d blatantly ignored the door, whether it Mikasa or Armin, he didn’t bother. 

It had been a solid week since he’d seen anyone who actually liked him. It appeared that with the holiday season, his parents got out of the house even more. Eren suspected they were both seeing other people. Surprisingly, the house was pretty quiet when they managed to cross paths and Eren wasn't sure what to do with this. It was pretty clear that a divorce was in the clearing, and Eren was anxiously awaiting this. He just wanted peace. 

His suspicions were proved when his father came home a little more than tipsy one night. It was near midnight, December twentieth. Eren had been asleep, but drowsily threw himself from bed when the front door slammed open. He stumbled his way down the stairs, freezing when he noticed the anger on his father’s face. 

“You little shit. Your mother- she wants a divorce!” Grisha stumbled, slurring his words as he stumbled towards Eren who was still frozen on the bottom stair. A bottle of scotch was clutched in Grisha’s hand. His knuckles turning white as the last few inches of liquid sloshed inside with his tipsy movements. “Everything was- was ffineee until you came al-long.” He raised the bottle to chug the remaining liquid, then threw it at Eren- just barely missing him and shattering it against the wall. 

Gisha stepped up to Eren, grabbing fistfuls of the boy’s night shirt and pulling him so they were face to face. Eren’s nose wrinkled at the scent of booze, but Grisha was too drunk to notice. 

“You ruined everything- I didn’t even want you! But noooo- she wanted to keep you.” 

With that, Grisha pushed Eren back, releasing his grip on the boy’s shirt and continuing up the stairs. Eren stumbled, tripping over his own feet, then slamming back against the wall as he lost his fight with balance and sliding down into the shards of glass. 

With a pounding headache, Eren pulled himself up before Grisha returned back down. He made himself scarce, disappearing into the coat closet that was beside the stairs. With the shallow flickering light, Eren inspected himself. He’d gotten a few questionably deep cuts from the glasses; his back was burning and his head left like it was being squished between two hammers. Eren weighed heavily against the door, listening for his dad to leave again- because the man never stayed longer then he had too. 

When the door slammed shut, Eren moved himself stiffly to the bathroom. He pulled the first aid kit from the cupboard, dressing his bleeding wounds before glancing at himself in the mirror. He tilted his head at a forming bruise on his cheek. It ran just slightly into his eye, darkening the skin under his eye. He didn’t remember being hit in the face, so he must’ve done it when he fell or something. Eren downed a few Tylenol pills dry then moved himself to the couch. He pulled the blanket that was draped over the back of the couch onto himself and dozed off rather quickly. 

\--- 

“I’m home, Maman!” Levi called into the house on December twenty-first. He’d been driving late last night, leaving at about one in the morning as to make the most out of the week and a half he had for the break. 

“Mon fils! Welcome home darling!” Kuchel pecked Levi’s cheek, hugging the young man who was now taller than she was. “We missed you here, darling!” 

“I missed you guys too,” Levi agreed, enjoying hugging his mother after so long. Mikasa stumbled down the stairs tiredly. 

“Oh, you’re home. Why are you being so loud? It’s so early...” 

“Common, Kas- it's seven a.m.” Levi laughed, moving to hug his sister. 

“Yeah, yeah,” Mikasa let Levi hug her for a second, returning it before shoving him away lightly. 

“Take your things upstairs, then I want to hear all about school!” Kuchel chirped happily, walking into the kitchen to prepare coffee for her children. Levi did as told, expecting to walk into his room and see Eren curled in his bed, or see Eren’s homework spread across his desk- or even some of the clothes he didn’t bring with him on his bed, but the room was just like he’d left it. 

That was... unexpected. He’d thought Eren would’ve been practically living in his bedroom, instead of being home with his parents. 

“Hey, Kas?” Levi asked, waiting for his sister to poke her head out from the bathroom. 

“What?” 

“Has Eren been in my room lately?” 

“No, he hasn’t been around for a few weeks.” Mikasa tilted her head, a sad expression on her face. “He’s been weird, I think he’s sick or something. He didn’t show up for the last few days of school, he’s been acting different at school- and we’re pretty sure he’s flunking some of his classes.” Levi gaped for a second. That didn’t sound like the Eren he’d been talking to a couple times a week. 

“You haven’t seen him?” Levi frowned. It was just him who knew of Eren’s problem with his parents. “Maybe I’ll go over and see if he’s alright?” Levi suggested, even though he would’ve done it whether Mikasa thought he should’ve or not. 

“Bring him over here, mom would love to see him again.” 

Levi descended the stairs quickly, throwing a quick ‘I’ll be right back!’ to his mother who was busy in the kitchen. Eren’s house looked the same. The driveway was vacant of cars. Levi knocked easily on the door, waiting a few seconds before turning the handle- expecting it to be locked but cursing under his breath when the door clicked open. 

He stepped slowly into the house. It had been years since he’s been in Eren’s house. Eren had never like people entering his house because his parents had always been wild cards when it came to attitudes and emotions. The first thing Levi noticed was the unforgettable scent of alcohol. The house reeked of it, making Levi wrinkle his nose with the assault of the scent. 

That... wasn’t a good sign. Levi moved hesitantly into the house, first noticing small drops of blood on the floor, then a few holes in the walls and lastly, that raven gaped wide-eyed at a dent in the wall and shards of glass on the stairs. 

Levi glanced into the living room, where he noticed someone asleep on the couch. 

“Eren?” he whispered, just in case it wasn’t Eren. 

“Hmm?” the blankets mumbled, shuffling slightly as Eren re-positioned himself under the covers. That was all Levi needed to know his was his boyfriend. Levi moved quickly pulling the blankets back and taking a step back in horror. A deep bruise colored the younger boy’s face. Levi settled a feathery touch against Eren’s cheek, cupping it carefully and leaning forwards to inspect the wound closer. 

“Levi?” Eren’s eyes flickered open, and he leaned into the touch unconsciously. Then, as if a switch had been flipped, Eren’s eyes shot open and he stumbled off the couch and away from the comforting touch. 

“W-what are you doing here?” Eren yelped, wincing as he registered that he’s still incredibly sore. 

“Forget that! What the fuck happened to you?!” Anger flared in Levi’s eyes, but Eren knew it wasn’t directed at him. 

“It’s fine, Levi. I’m fine.” 

“No, Eren. You can’t try telling me you’re fine when you look like you were hit by a fucking bus!” 

“I swear! I’m fine!” Eren exclaimed, his exterior crumbling. He was already in too deep to admit his life had been hell since Levi left. 

“Oh, really? Don’t fucking lie to me, Eren! Mikasa told me she hasn’t seen you in weeks. _Weeks_ , Eren. You told me you went over almost every day on the phone. You tell me about how well you’re doing in your classes, but Mikasa tells me you’re failing courses- that you’re missing school!” Levi fumed. Eren curled into himself on the floor. 

“W-well...” 

“What about your parents, hmm? Everything was going well and things are settling down. This-” Levi trailed his fingers lightly over Eren’s bruise- “doesn’t look settled down!” 

There was a moment of silence. Eren faught hard to reign in his emotions, and Levi settled his anger. Getting mad at Eren wasn’t helping the situation. When Levi glanced back at Eren, his heart dropped at the tears trailing his cheeks. 

“Eren...” Levi said softly, moving to sit beside the younger boy. Wrapping an arm around his shoulders and pulling him into his side so Eren was resting against Levi. Levi’s hand moved back to rub calming circles. “I’m sorry, babe. I just... I don’t ever want to see bruises like this on you again.” Eren didn’t bother replying, just trying to get his breathing under control and inhale as much of Levi’s calming scent as he could. 

“I missed you,” Eren whispered into Levi’s shirt, making the older boy frown. He pressed a kiss to the top of Eren’s head. 

“I missed you as well,” Levi whispered into Eren’s hair, pressing another kiss. They sat like this for a while. Eren curled into Levi and Levi cuddling Eren. Levi couldn’t help but think that maybe Eren’s problem was too big for the both of them now. 

“Eren... I think we should tell my mom now.” Levi spoke so quietly he wasn’t sure Eren had heard. “I have to go back and I just... I can’t leave you in this kind of environment.” Levi’s fingers stroked over Eren’s cheek as his eyes looked over the room the no doubt had some stories to tell. 

Eren lifted his head, glancing to Levi. His mouth ready to exclaim a no, but the look of uncertainty and concern on Levi’s face was enough for the younger boy to nod. 

“Let’s go over to my house, I can clean up your wounds, we can just chill for a while then... maybe talk to my mom?” Eren nodded once again, and together they stood up. 

\-- 

Eren sighed in contentment. He sipped the coffee Levi had brought up for him, curled up in the raven’s lap like a cat. Eren had changed into a pair of Levi’s pajamas, and his wounds had been cleaned and dressed. 

Levi had an arm holding Eren in placed as his other hand set up a Netflix movie on his laptop. When the movie started, Levi’s other hand toyed with Eren’s shirt. They sat in the quiet atmosphere and Eren was so happy and content he almost wanted to cry. Eren turned in Levi’s lap to nose at the man’s chest, inhaling the smell he’d missed oh so much during the past few months. 

As the movie continued, the two settled more comfortably into the bed. Levi’s blankets draped over them as they snuggled impossibly close to each other. Levi pressed kisses along Eren’s neck, and lips as they sat. Eren returned the kiss lifting his hands to cup Levi’s cheeks and deepen the kiss a tad bit. 

Eren wasn’t sure how it happened, but he was now laying on top of Levi as they kissed. Levi’s cold hand ran up Eren’s shirt and he stroked gently down the brunet’s spine as they kissed. Eren’s hands were settled in Levi’s hair as he toyed with some of the strands, completely lost in the kiss. When Eren pulled back from the kiss panting in a few deep breaths before laying his head on Levi’s chest. The raven ran his fingers through Eren’s hair and the settled into a pleasant silence that was more than needed on both sides. 

It was about an hour later when Levi finally called his mother into his room. Eren hid his face in Levi’s shirt in embarrassment as the raven boy explained the situation to his mother. Kuchel then demanded he see his face. Kuchel frowned as she ran her fingers over the bruise as gently as Levi had when he’d first seen it as well. 

“Eren, dear, why didn’t you say anything?” She whispered, clearly upset that it had taken this long for her to find out. 

“It only recently got like this. They...” Eren cleared his throat, swallowing the lump that had formed, “they’re, my parents, they’re getting a divorce. That’s what my father was upset about.” Levi tilted his head towards Eren at the new information, nuzzling his nose into Eren’s hair in support. 

“Oh, sweetie. You’re always welcome here. Always. Levi won’t mind if you use his bedroom.” 

“Oui, mon cher,” Levi whispered against Eren’s neck, “always welcome here. Without or... With me.” Eren laughed at Levi’s suggestive tone as Levi nibbled the spot he’d just kissed gently. Kuchel gasped and swatted Levi’s shin. 

“Thank you, guys.” Eren leaned forward to hug Kuchel quickly before settling back against Levi who wrapped his arms around him. 

\--- 

Once again, Eren couldn’t have been happier. Surrounded by people who loved him. 

“Oh! Eren, this one is for you!” Kuchel grinned, passing him a present from under the Ackerman Christmas tree. Christmas morning with the Ackerman family was lovely. Mikasa and Annie were curled together on the couch and Eren and Levi smooshed together on the love seat. 

Eren had officially moved into the Ackerman house, taking up residence in Levi’s bedroom- which was now kind of their room. And it was the best he’d felt in years- not fearing what he’d walk into when he got home. There wasn’t a lingering scent of alcohol and he knew there were people who wanted and cared for him around him. Friendly conversations happened and he didn’t spend nearly as much time alone. Levi had been lovely and cuddly. The raven was honestly the sweetest person Eren had ever met when you managed to break down his tough exterior. 

They shared many kisses, touches, cuddles and maybe a few make out sessions here and there (and of course none of those make out sessions had been shirtless). Mikasa had accepted Eren easily, barely batting an eyelash when she was told he’d be staying with them for a while. She didn’t question anything, just invited Eren to play Xbox with her. 

He truly was one of Kuchel’s children, and she treated him just as much. It was heartwarming how happy she was to take care of and coddle him. 

Everything was looking up for Eren. Levi had promised to check in more frequently and make more of an effort to come visit every second weekend. He promised to help Eren catch up on everything that he hadn’t had the motivation to do or hadn’t understood (with the help of Mikasa who actually knew what the work was). They arranged times when Eren could come to the university for the weekend and spend time with Levi, exploring the city of Rose and going to a couple of Levi’s soccer games. 

Eren ripped the wrapping off, smiling at the scarf in the box. It was clearly made my Kuchel- the yarn a deep green that matched his eyes. 

“Thank you, I love it.” Eren grinned. It was more than he’d gotten from his parents in years. Eren let the happy atmosphere consume him as he tucked his head under Levi’s chin and played absentmindedly with the raven’s fingers, twisting the promise ring that matched the one he wore on the matching finger to Levi carefully around Levi’s finger. 

_Yeah... things were looking up._

**Author's Note:**

> Ah, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays readers! Did you get anything exciting for Christmas? 
> 
> Thanks for reading! I got this done, like I said I probably would've, Lol. I'm thinking about adding more to this series, I really like the idea. Thoughts? Opinions? More parts to the series? Let me know! 
> 
> Anyways, remember to Comment, Kudos and Bookmark it for later! I appreciate it all and it really makes my day to see it! Thanks again, and Happy Holidays!


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